Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 87 Butterfly flaps its wings
A small restaurant named 'Xingping Public Canteen' is in the shopping street of Violet Avenue.

It’s a good time to come, let’s go to visit, take advantage of the opportunity to find out the timeline of Shiji World at this time, and if the restaurant’s door is closed, there is no doubt that Yao Wang has gone to Yuanyue, and Yao Daddy is also going to the United States .

With this in mind, Xia Yan got off the flyover and walked to the shopping street.

"No way……"

When I saw the destination, the single-family house, the shed and the signboard at the main entrance were splashed with a thick layer of paint, and the words "Xingping Public Canteen" were all covered by paint.

Xia Yan witnessed this scene, and the scene at the beginning of Shi Ji popped up in his mind instantly.

A developer, a certain real estate queen.

Oh, that woman's name is Minegasaki Yaeko.

He came to the door to buy real estate, but was successfully drugged by the "King of Medicine" Xingping Chuangzhen with "Counterfeit Crispy Barbecue". He was panting, his legs were weak, and he had to give up the plot of the development plan.

"That's right, the timeline has been corrected, it's no longer the time I came last time!"

He stood there for a few minutes.

Ah!
A bewildered low cry came from behind.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen is still dressed in the same set, black and blue college uniform, black and blue T-shirt, and red-haired hedgehog hairstyle has not changed at all.

There is still a white belt tied around the wrist of the left hand.

When the strap was untied and tied on his forehead, this young man who was stupefied when he saw his restaurant being splashed with paint, would perform transformation magic and become a famous "King of Medicine"!
"What's going on..."

Xing Ping Chuangzhen found that the rolling door in front of the store was pulled up, and the door of the food storage room next door was opened, so he rushed in.

A mess all over the place.

The seasoning bottles were thrown to the ground, the mouth of the bottle was open, and the juice flowed on the floor.

All the meat stored in the refrigerator was torn from the crisper, discarded on the floor and trampled to pieces.

"Who the hell did it!"

After a while, Xing Ping Chuangzhen returned to the main entrance, and saw the guy who looked like a guest he met when he just came back, still standing there without moving.

"Hey, have you seen the murderer?" Xing Ping Chuangzhen asked depressedly.

He didn't lose his mind, pointing at this innocent passerby, saying that he was the culprit or something.

If you think about it with your toes, the guy who did the bad thing has already run away, and there is a high probability of innocent passers-by staying at the scene.

As a result, he fixed his eyes on the face of this male passer-by.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen's pupils shrank suddenly, and his surprised expression was even more shocking than being splashed with paint.

"Ah! It's you!" He recognized who it was.

As usual, Xingping Restaurant has been in business for a whole year, and it is difficult for Xingping Chuang to have a clear impression of a certain customer during this year.

But this guy is different.

Xing Pingchuang said sincerely.

I can still remember the heat that my father showed him, that kind of strong control, he kept sighing as "the legendary heat".

He doesn't have a deep memory.

Besides, ever since the guest who came to Yuanyue, his father mentioned that Xing Ping Chuangzhen knew him in real life, what is someone else's child, how solid is his knife skill, and how terrible his fire control is, right? A lot of it.

"Long time no see, Mr. Xing Ping." Xia Yan smiled.

"You guy, you disappeared for so long, I heard from my father that you dropped out of school..."

A burst of engine roar interrupted Xingping Chuangzhen.

A black car slowly stopped behind the two of them, and a beautifully dressed woman opened the door and got out.

"Oh, the signboard, which is an eyesore, has finally been covered. What do you think, kid?" A beautiful woman named Yaeko Minezaki took off her sunglasses.

Behind her was a tall and fat man in black.

Yaeko Minezaki regarded Xia Yan as a guest or a passer-by, glanced at her for a second, then walked into the restaurant by herself, sat on a chair, and sat down on her butt When Erlang's legs were raised, the length of the skirt seemed to be shortened, and the two thighs covered with stockings were almost completely exposed.

"kid!"

The woman pointed the finger at Xing Ping Chuangzhen, with sarcasm and sneer written all over her face:

"Didn't you tell me last time, you said that the guardian's restaurant, Xingping Restaurant's existence is that no matter what kind of dishes the guests order, they will serve them with sincerity and leave them satisfied. "

"If there is no way to satisfy the guests."

"You will choose - close down!"

Xia Yan said that he stayed out of the matter, and after listening to a few words, he felt very boring. This is the background of the birth of the Yaowangliu recipe "Fake Crispy Barbecue". As expected, Minezaki Yaeko punched Xingping Chuangzhen made a request for hospitality:

"...Can you still cook a meat dish with tender and juicy meat?"

Whoosh whoosh.

The sound from the open kitchen made Xing Ping Chuangzhen feel strange.

He turned around and found that Xia Yan was taking off a clean high soup pot, and asked with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Xingping, I use your kitchen. Is it okay to cook a pot of high soup?"

"Okay, whatever you want!"

Xing Ping Chuangzhen answered straightforwardly, but seeing Xia Yan put his hand into his pocket, he groped for a long time before he took out a small piece of squid foot.

I thought it was my squid foot.

"Ah, this is my ingredient? What, it turns out that you also have a soft spot for squid feet. Come on, wait for me to send this woman away. Let's discuss and study the dish 'Peanut Butter with Squid Feet'. There are and..."

boom!
An unbearable slap on the table.

Xing Pingchuang was really upset, and glanced at the woman who patted the table:

"Do you just order one dish?"

"Hehe, one dish is enough. How can you make 'tender and juicy meat dishes' without ingredients?" Yaeko Minezaki said leisurely.

Bang bang bang bang bang.

Soma Xingping, with a white bandanna tied on his forehead, chops up onions and king oyster mushrooms with a knife.

He peeled a few big potatoes, and was about to throw them into a pot of clear water to cook for 10 minutes, when he heard a voice reminding him: "Hey, Mr. Xingping, do you want to try cooking potatoes with this pot of seafood soup? "

Xing Ping Chuangzhen, who was disturbed, was not angry about it, but thought for a while, stopped, and looked at the man standing beside him seriously:
"It's your idea, your recipe."

"not mine!"

He shook his head in refusal.

"And I'm confident that my recipe is enough to deal with them!" Casting a confident and sharp glance at Minegasaki and her two boys in black in the store, Xing Ping Chuangzhen continued his cooking.

Xia Yan didn't want to force her to intervene, she rested her chin and watched Xingping Chuangzhen perform the recipe of "Counterfeit Crispy Roast Meat" at close range.

The process is completely consistent with the system.

However, the same recipe, made by different chefs, naturally has different "characteristics" and "quality".

……

Kohei Joichiro stood in front of his restaurant, staring at the painted signboard in astonishment.

"It looks like something happened."

Without pushing the door open immediately, Koichiro Kohei was still thinking about his thoughts.

How should I tell Chuangzhen?

Restaurants are going to close for two or three years.

He should also go to high school, go to the place where he should go, and play games with those heaven's favored ones.

At this time, a trace of deliciousness leaked out from the unclosed lattice door, and drifted into the fragrance of cherry blossoms in the shopping street. Not only did it not attenuate, but the nose smelled more and more clearly.

"Snapped--"

Kohei Joichiro yanked the door open.

In the store, his son Xingping Chuangzhen has already served his dishes to a table of guests.

And at the bar directly opposite the door, in the open kitchen, another teenager was also cooking a dish. He put the mashed potatoes in the pan, seasoned it with freshly ground black pepper, and later added it from In the small soup pot next to it, scooped a spoonful of broth and poured it into the pan.

"Hey hey hey."

Umami, right out of the pan!

　Even more, please continue to ask for recommendation tickets~~~
　　


(End of this chapter)